Test came back negative for Covid today. But, I spent all day in the ER yesterday (That’s when I started channeling George Carlin) because I’ve been sick with the flu for 5 weeks. All my tests show I’m a tough old bird and it’s going to take more than a pandemic to knock me off. But I do have pneumonia and a sinus infection.
So, my fingers are crossed that I will be back with a slew of cigar reviews end of December. I’ve picked some sticks I feel will get nice ratings. And in January, I will post my Best of 2020.
My advice to all of you is not to get old. First, you can’t get an erection…and second, you are constipated all the time. Thank God modern medicine can cure both.
Be well. Be safe. Eat your Wheaties.
Phil
P.S.
Know what I was thinking? I’m enjoying the Mucinex delirium. And I remembered something from the 1970’s. You have a girlfriend…maybe you even live together…you go to Led Zep concerts together…then a party…and you refer to her as ‘your old lady.’ And what was very endearing was you saw her pointing to you and could hear her say, ‘Yeah, that’s my old man.’ Do younguns still do this? If not, they’re missing out on an important bonding moment.